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I was the only non catholic student at my catholic primary school and believed that since I was not catholic if I was to touch holy water to my forhead my finger would burn right through my skin into my brain.

Jenny
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my dad told me that if a Jehovis witness ever came to your door you had to run away because you had done something bad and they were the witnesses and they had come to take you away

Stacey loves Adam (hi Jess)
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When I was younger, we sang 'Hosanah" in church every Sunday. One Sunday I leaned over to my mom and said,"There's one thing in common about Gsarfield and Jesus. They both like Lasagna." I thought they were saying 'lasagna' but I soon found out that we were singing 'hosanah'! She laughed so hard I thought she would pee.

Katie
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when the Priest in my church used to say something about praying "as our lord tortoise"... i thought that God had the ability to change into a tortoise or something

Anon
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When i was younger i went 2 church with my friend 1 sunday, l8r when i was telling my catholic neighbour about the service, after i'd finished explaining it to her i obviously hadn't mentioned some catholic ritual she was used to in her church she then informed me that this was not proper church becos they hadn't gone thru the same service she was used to, me being from completely non-religious family aged 6 had no idea that there was a difference between protestant and catholic (as far as i was concerned every1 in the world was christian!!!)i assumed she meant that the church i'd been to was all fake and that the people weren't really religious and were just making it all up like a huge game of make-believe, for the life of me i could not understant why they'd gone to all that bother, wasn't until i was MUCH older i worked out what the difference was!!!

me :P
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I currently live around the corner from a church with a very large cross in the front of it. When I was much younger, my brother, Travis, thought that it was a shrine welcoming him home from wherever he was, so until he was about four years old, the only way he knew how to get to our house was "Turn right at the house with the big T

Dero
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I used to think the nuns were called numbs, and I still don't know why!

Anon
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I once asked my older sister what a nun was (we're not Catholic), and she told me that it was a half man half woman. Needless to say, watching the movie "Sister Act" with Whoopi Goldberg was quite traumatic for me.

ellenas
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At my church, about halfway through the mass, everyone will shake hands and say "peace be with you." If you say it real fast, it comes out garbled. For some reason, for years I had this bizarre thought that people were asking what the other person had for breakfast, and the other person almost always responded with Rice Krispies. It was beyond me what cereal had to do with God, but my family still teases me about that to this day.

Kathryn
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When I was younger I used to go to mass that was said in irish. "In the name of the Father, and the Son and the Holy Spirit" was "In ainm an Athar agus an Mac agus an Spioraid Naomh" 'Mac' was pronouned like 'Vic' and 'Naomh' is pronounced 'neeve'. My best friend was called Niamh and so when we said this, I thought I was saying a prayer to 2 people called Vick and Niamh. Surprisingly, I am now fluent in irish.

Clare, Ireland
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I used to believe that the little marks on our curch floor (like scuff marks) came from the cross Jesus was crucified on. I don't know how, but I think I thought maybe it scraped against the floor as he was carrying it or something. A bit weird considering I don't live in Israel.

Clare, Irelan
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I'm Catholic and when my friends and I were about 7, just before we made our First Communion, we would practice with Jacobs cream crackers which is weird cos they look nothing like Communion wafers!

Clare, Ireland
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My mother was raised catholic and went to catholic schools, complete with nuns as teachers. When she moved and got married she stopped going to church regularly and the only time she would take us to church was during the month or two that her parents would come to visit during the christmas season. Because of this I thought that church was only open in the winter.

Heather C.
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When i was little i used to believe that the nuns hadn't got hair because always they had putting on the habit on their head and i thought this was their real hair

Anon
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At my church, there's a life-size statue of Jesus on the cross, hanging on one of the walls. For years I thought that was Jesus Himself, the actual body, watching my every move!

Anon
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I used to believe that Jerusalem and all the other places the Bible talked about were made up, so the stories in it had to be made up too. I didn't understand why they talked about the same book at church every week, why didn't they ever get a new one?

Still an atheist
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When I was little, on days when we visited my grandmother, we would go to a different church than we usually did. At the back of this church, on the second level, on the balcolny, there was a huge gold organ. I thought it was the gate of Hell.

Z. Maus
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When my mum was little she grew up in a convent school. If a child had fallen over they would go into the convent to get patched up. Cus the nuns were very old there were lots of lifts and one of them was glass. My nanna had told my mum that nuns are very special people that are married to God. So when she saw nuns 'coming out of the ground' she so knew why God had married them!

Sas
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I went to preschool in the basement of a church in my earlier years, so every day we would learn a little about God or Moses or another Bible story. Every day we were told 'God is watching!'
One day at snack time, we were all sitting at 'The Big Table' (there were around 30 of us) and at one end, there was a big platter with apples on it. On my side of the table, there was a plate of cookies. Ine of the teachers warned us,
"Only one apple each, God is watching!"
I took a piece of paper and wrote (I had just learned how to spell and sound out words recently):
'Tak az meni cookyz az yu want. Godz waching tha appls.'
I put it on the cookie plate and everyone started eating the cookies. I was scolded by one of the teachers but got to keep the note as a keepsake.

Marshmello Da Strawberry Cow
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I used to believe that there were only 3 religions. Being Jewish, Christian, and Evil. since my dad didn't like going to church with us, i thought he was jewish cuz i knew he wasn't evil.

Jenni
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